Exotic Green

Aye I need some green Fucking pull up in about twenty minutes We can go ahead and roll one Fucking smoke one, toke one Take some fucking fat ass dabs Who gives a f*ck Just fucking have fun F*ck it We roll up the weed We smoke to go bring the peace And your girl talking to me Because I got that good green So I'll go pack some Louis To toke a cone of a king We huffin on chronic keif We puffin exotic green I mean like Just met with the P-L-U-G Now we puffing on exotic Know I feel like I'm skywalker G-M-O that be the chronic Know its all about the process That's why we smoke on the rosin How it grow its hydroponics How I know it taste real fruity patooti And truthfully like the movies It takes you to the moon you see So we gon' roll up a doobie indubidably I'm packing this shit A cone with a tip Put wax in the bitch And keif just a bit And pass take a hit 'Cause we be smoking and toking Like eighty eighth bags been open The loudness cause a camotion Blueberry kush in a bottle That's what we call a peace potion Black Cherry Soda, Gelato It taste so good when you cross 'em That's what we call exotic smoke bitch We roll up the weed We smoke to go bring the peace And your girl talking to me Because I got that good green So I'll go pack some Louis To toke a cone of a king We huffin on chronic keif We puffin exotic green I mean like I'm a chronic king, chronic feen Can you pass me chronic please Chronic stinking like some feet Pack that shit like it's some heat Smoke go circles on repeat Always coming back to me Feel the smoke up in my cheeks Always smoke before I breathe All, I do is the smoke Oh yes all, All I do is the smoke All I do is the toke (I do is toke) I'll fucking smoke till I'm broke To keep my tired ass woke Then pass it to the grown folk They have me roll up some more They burn it then hit the floor Now I got left with some more And I'ma mix it with yours And I'ma mix it with yours Before I go hit the door We better burn up one more We roll up the weed We smoke to go bring the peace And your girl talking to me Because I got that good green So I'll go pack some Louis To toke a cone of a king We huffin on chronic keif We puffin exotic green I mean like A-A-All we smoke es Verde But my favorite es morado Yeah my eyes low 'Cause you know that I'm tumbado Peanut butter cookies Ice cream with gelato I'm like the paletero I got all of this mercado Don't ask me if it's gas You already know it's a yes So take a fat a toke Make sure you get you're lungs blessed You can have a taste but You'll end up wanting the rest And when we done with that We finna spark up with the next Say the word you know we always got trees We leaving stank trails everywhere we be So if I fall asleep just blame it on this green So if I fall asleep just ZzzZzz